"Good morning, Captain."
"Hello."
Sitting in the Battalion Captain's Office at Third Battalion Headquarters, Xia Yan smiled and nodded at the Anbu before him. Today was his first day as Captain, so he had set out early.
His conversation with Shōma Senju last night had been fairly harmonious. Xia Yan still remembered how Shōma Senju had roared with laughter after hearing the news.
He had even laughed until tears streamed from the corners of his eyes.
Clearly, this elder of the Senju Clan had kept too much bottled up for far too long, and it had been painful.
Shōma Senju probably truly never imagined that the brat who had refused to go to the battlefield would achieve such success in the Anbu.
Still, he remained rational, because he knew Xia Yan must have paid a considerable price for those achievements.
After all, joining the Anbu had not even been Xia Yan's own wish. He had personally sent Xia Yan into the Anbu, and he worried that Xia Yan would resent him for it.
Thus, when discussing the list of people to send into the Anbu, he had fully listened to and considered Xia Yan's opinions. Before they even began, he had said that sending fewer people would be fine.
Xia Yan was rather satisfied with this, because he absolutely would not let many people into the Anbu. He did not dare act recklessly.
Moreover, the perceptive Xia Yan had noticed his clan elder's willingness to compromise, which had immediately prompted him to insist that he had to meet those people first. Otherwise, it would all be pointless if they could not pass the assessment.
Naturally, Shōma Senju was not particularly pleased with that argument, but he also knew Xia Yan's current circumstances probably did require caution, so he could only